Summoned Slaughterer

Breaking up with Pajo and returning to the Inn, one, two, three, were learning to write from Origa after dinner using some light magic equipment he had purchased before embarking on his journey. As a habit since I came to this city, I have been studying for the past few days, so I was all over about basic letters and how to read them.

By the way, the magic props in the light cost a pretty good price, but better than the candles, I only buy them at the store. For a total of five purchases, I give them to Origa and Kasha one at a time when I stay at the inn.

Ask them to write letters and listen to pronunciation, and next to them write how to read them in Japanese. Later, he repeatedly reads and taps into his head as he extensively writes letters.

It's a study method that uses a lot of parchment paper that's not cheap, but when the turnaround is the shortest way around, one, two, three were buying in tools without threading on the gold.

"Sir, are we done here today?

"Right, now I know the whole letter and how to read it. Words and grammar later. Keep it up."

"I'll take care of it. If your husband remembers you quickly, I don't think it will take long."

In the meantime, Kasha felt a little lonely as she worked to take care of her weapon and the two became more and more intimate. Should I step in a little bit more myself and hang out with one, two, three? That comes to mind, but I don't think I want to do anything to get in the way of Oliga.

One, two, three, who had cleaned up his study tools, stood up in front of Kasha, who was thinking about that and checking his sword for scratches.

"I've been pushing all the trouble on Pajo, so do you want to go into Vichy tomorrow? I'll take the carriage, I'll ask you again."

"Okay."

"Yes, sir."

One, two, three nodded in reply to the two of them, telling them to leave when they had had breakfast, and went back to their rooms.

Oliga, who dropped him off until the door closed completely, took off her robe as she headed to her bed. The figure of just a thin piece of fabric on the thin body of the line is the usual outfit when Origa goes to sleep, but Kasha watched Bonyari and his figure.

(Thin arms and legs. I guess I'm under the impression “girl”)

I sigh when your husband also knows what it's like to be nice, and look at his tight hands and feet.

I sighed again.

"What's going on?

"It's nothing. It's early tomorrow, so let's just get some sleep. It's a trip with your husband, so I'm sure it'll be another noisy day."

Origa grinned and affirmed, turning off the magic prop lights.

The next morning, Sabnak was out at the city gate on Vichy's side, dropping off one, two, three of them.

There's a thin fog out there, softening the morning light.

Sabnak was pleased with the arrival of reinforcements, but the paperwork was not diminished at all, although all the knights who came in reinforcements were seniors, asking accompanying soldiers to help him. The neighborhood under my eyes is getting thicker.

From the inn came a carriage and a man on board.

"Morning. Anything wrong?

"I'll drop you off. From here on out, there is a border fort if you go along the street for two hours. We have our own soldiers on the Orson Grande side and on the Vichy side, so please show us your passes in both."

"Okay. See you later."

When one, two, three starts going, we slowly follow it through the carriage.

Gone beyond the bonyari and sumptuous streets

Pajo's voice hung from behind Sabnak, who was looking at the vanishing tip of one, two, three.

"What about Mr. One, Twenty-Three?

"I'm out of town now.... Anything?

"It's about a wizard who seems to be from a Holland called Strass. I looked at the bodies separately, but other than the dagger in the example, I didn't have anything to identify me with. Just..."

On the chest of the strass, he said, there was something like a demonic prop mounted to devour.

From what I've seen in my body, I'm over fifty. Yeah, I'm pretty thin. It doesn't look very good to be able to make the moves I showed you at the Marquis Mansion or what I heard from one, two, three. I don't know the details, but Pajo guessed that it might be some kind of physical strengthening magic tool to be embedded in the body.

"I'm sending the body to King's Landing today to investigate."

"Physical strengthening...... no way, did you let Godeslas get away with it, Stras?

"No, I can't, given the travel time."

"That means..."

"Godeslas may have had the same tools, but he can't bring them in because he's undergoing a physical examination. Did you let Godeslas get away with using similar demonic props or did Godeslas get given to you and use it himself...... Anyway, it looks like we need to find people in Wangdu."

Even so, Pajo had to hold his head to see if he could even get a clue to look for it.

As I was relaxing and running the carriage, the fog gradually cleared and I could see the fortress at the end of the road.

I thought I'd get one of the demons. One, two, three, but it's clapping.

"Is that the border?"

There was no particular fence or anything else, there was a two-story fort to block the street, and there was just one big building on this side and the other.

According to Kasha's description, leaving the streets makes it easier for demons to attack you, so you don't even have to compartmentalize them with walls.

He is checking out and entering the country in a fort on the street, and said that the buildings on both sides are barracks packed by soldiers from the border guards of their respective countries. They both have a treaty to deploy ten people at a time at their borders.

One, two, three felt uncomfortable where the fort was about to be seen.

"... that's quiet. I don't feel like 20 people are here"

"Huh?"

"Make sure you pull out your weapon immediately. Smells like blood."

Kasha and the others don't know, but if one, two, three says they can be trusted, Kasha and Origa quickly grabbed their gains. This response is a gift of training.

Once we store the carriage, the horse goes down, too.

As I approached him with caution, I saw several soldiers fall in front of the fort.

One, two, three, do not rush over, but approach with caution.

"This is..."

When the situation was clearly visible, Kasha bit her back teeth off.

For inspection before and after crossing the border, soldiers have fallen both on this side of the border, indicated by stone folds, and on the other side of the aisle, which has been tunneled open to dive the fort. Some are seemingly intact, some are obviously strange in the direction of their necks and hands and feet, but none move by themselves.

Some of them were exposed to the wretched appearance of their hands and feet torn apart.

"Are they all dead..."

"No, I'm alive alone"

Then one, two, three, that passes between the bodies, crosses the border and crouches by one soldier who falls and falls.

"Hey, get up."

From his gear, the young female soldier, who appeared to be Vichy's soldier, remained unresponsive while falling into a quarrel. The red hair cut on the berry short is sneezed.

"I thought you were dead, your husband?

"No, this guy's intact"

Saying, one, two, and three took the wrist of the female soldier and held the bump on the wrist on the side of her thumb.

"Ah so!?

The female soldier, who jumped into sudden severe pain, distanced herself from one, two, three with tears.

Its appearance is as supple as that of a cat, but as I rub my wrist, I can't fit in.

"Why 'd you find out?

"You don't have to look to see if he's dead or not"

"It's not an explanation!

"I'm not even willing to explain"

A female soldier, who had eaten her teeth all the time, put her hand on the sword of her hips in response to the unsatisfactory of one, two, and three.

but it was much faster for a knife that one, two, three pulled out to be poked into her gray left eye than she pulled out her sword.

"I'm not going to ask you any extra questions. Explain the situation. If it doesn't help, I'll kill you."

"... ok"

She was called Alyssa, Vichy's examiner. They have a certain number of female soldiers at the border to deal with aristocratic women.

"It just happened. When I did, a powerful man burst out of nowhere, and all the soldiers from this side of the Orson Grande got hit. It wasn't long. I pretended to be dead when I ran into a fellow thrown away, so I got away with it."

One, two, three, looking faceless at Alyssa speaking in a strangely cute voice for a soldier. Alyssa let him keep his mouth shut when he heard that all Orson Grande's soldiers were also dead and wouldn't move one eyebrow.

"My people are dead, but you're not responding."

"I don't care. And who's the guy who got busted?"

Ahead of one, two, three turned their gaze, there is a big man who collapsed with his muscles lumped and his stick grabbed.

"Yes, I am."

"Who killed him?

"I don't know, I kept my eyes shut. It's just that after I stopped hearing everyone else, I heard someone approaching me in my footsteps, and I heard him screaming, and someone went," You're out of control, "and the footsteps went away."

Alyssa told me that she hadn't seen her face or her fitness.

"Right. Origa, Kasha. Take the horse back to town and bring Pajo."

"Okay."

Alyssa calls out in horror to one, two, three who will drop off the two running away.

"Um - when it's time for you to let go of your sword..."

I was about to say, one, two, three put the knife back into the sheath.

"Oh, thank you"

"If you have time to thank me, you should stay away."

"Huh?"

Turning his back, ignoring Alyssa's neck shaking, one, two, three, put the knife back and switched to the sickle.

"Hey, what..."

At the same time Alyssa snapped feeling the air sticking tight, she ran from the shadow of the fort to one, two, three, and looked beaten.

It's Godeslas who escaped the prison.

"You've gotten a lot sicker in a few days"

Avoid fists without bitterness, says one, two, three as they grin.

Godeslas' appearance was so thin and dirty that he did not think of himself as a very former knight, his body, which was bent, his muscles swelled abnormally, his face distorted by an expression that could not be angry or painful while drooling of covetousness.

He has no weapon, and holds his fist to the point where blood drips.

"Kill, Colos......"

"Have you lost your mind? Boring bastard."

He threw the copper of the clam as he said, and caught Godeslas' arm teasing, one, two, three, but was drawn the other way with unusual force, letting go of the clam lightly.

"Whoa, that's stupid. Tough, tough"

"Bu, the weapon!

I can hear Alyssa screaming from behind me on one, two, three, laid back.

One, two, three remained bare hands, as opposed to Godeslas, who is beaten with bare hands again.

He shook his head with a fist protruding against his face, and fisted up his elbow, which had no meat.

I did feel a broken bone, but Godeslas doesn't hesitate to hit me even more.

Are you feeling any pain?

One, two, three that makes me smile naturally when I'm thinking about how to deal with them as I distance myself in steps.

Godeslas, who sees it, strikes hard, screaming even louder.

One, two, three broke the ribs at the bottom of each side to push in with his palms. That was Godeslas, who wouldn't stop attacking him, but when he sprained more broken ribs, he was wounded in the gut, bleeding out of his mouth, making his movements visible and dull.

"Pain and fear are important sensors. I'm just bored with the guy who lost it."

And one, two, and three, he put his finger upon his throat, and crushed Godeslas' throat, and stuck his finger into the eyes of his opponent, who could not breathe, and looked painfully awake, and pulled him down on his back, and stepped on his chest.

It was a Godeslas that trembled for a moment, but it stopped moving forever as it was.

"... Awesome"

Alyssa couldn't take her eyes off the way one, two, three fought.

With the Origa, Pajo and Subnak arrived just after Godeslas died.

Heard it was a long time ago, he was coming after his horse after reports that a patrol soldier had seen Godeslas go through the side of the city of Focarol to the border. Even if you've ignored the streets and run around you still didn't chase them, it's a speed that people have to take.

"This is... Sabnak, go back immediately and bring half the soldiers to emergency border security. And get in touch with Wang Du."

Copy that, sir.

With Pajo's support, Subnak quickly turned back.

When one, two, three briefly communicated the situation, Pajo approached Godeslas' body and examined its equipment and body.

"One, two, three are still amazing...... Nevertheless, you look so different... this!

In Godeslas' chest, which had been stripped of his clothes, he found a magic fixture that was very similar to what was in Stras' chest. However, the shape is slightly different from what the strass was wearing. Some parts were crushed because one, two, three stepped on them.

"That was weird, was that what caused it?

"It probably is. There was something very similar about Strath's body."

"Then maybe that one too"

One, two, three pointed to the body of a big man who rammed in a fort first and was killed by someone.

While Pajo was looking at Godeslas' body, one, two, three were testing it. A magic fixture closer to Godeslas' than Stras' is eating into its chest.

Plus, before they were all watching, they stuck their hands in the stab wound on the big man's chest.

"Ugh..."

Alyssa voiced unexpectedly, but kept her eyes open.

"Hey, what are you doing?

One, two, three, who wiped his hands with the big man's clothes, answers Kasha, who has spoken in horror.

"Something bothers me. This wound has reached my heart. This is the cause of death. So."

One, two, three eyes, are directed at Pajo.

"From the shape and depth of the wound, it's a dagger that wizards like that Strass had. It looks like the same shape, same size blade..."

One, two, three wiped their hands tight as Origa brought us a wet cloth in a nearby well.

"And Alyssa, this man seems to be part of your army."

"Huh? Hey, why..."

"The same engraving on your sword pattern is on this guy's clothes. This is a supply, isn't it?

"That means..."

"If you think about it simply, it means that the Hollanders are sneaking in and doing something to Orson Grande and Vichy."

To the conclusion reached by one, two, three, and the magnitude of the problem discovered, Alyssa, who was nothing but a flat graduate, of course, could not even say anything about Pajo, a knight.